Novel & Cerita Gay Master Slave Stories

Simple as it sounds. If we talk about Gavya Som. So, she is a beautiful successful woman. She has her tea business in many states of India and abroad. She was just 20 when she was introduced to BDSM world by her very first boyfriend. He was her true love but she was a play for him. He made her his royal submissive. However, his life was short because after a few months of their breakup he died due to an overdose of drugs. More than the breakup her boyfriend's betrayal broke her. As her life moves on, Gavya found it hard to satisfy herself sexually. She had adapted herself into a good submissive till then. Since then she started to go to BDSM club. Later on, she met Maverick and found a great

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

Huh? "You're my slave. My personal slave and I'm the master here. I use you the way I want. Now, do your job if you don't want to regret having a tongue." He stated to her icily and stretched his arms out again as Sophia swallowed the lump down her throat and loosed his robe's belt, undressing him. "Now, that's a good girl." Ice Pick made a small silly smile and smirked. She finished taking off his clothes including the briefs he was putting on as he stood huge and naked before him with tattoos on his right arm and below his abdomen.

He pulled the gag down. “No,” I gasped. “Only you.” He slapped my ass, sharp. “Then count.” “One,” I whimpered. He landed another slap, harder. “Two.” He delivered ten, each one harder, the heat blooming across my skin. When he stopped, I was trembling. “Look at you,” he growled. His fingers teased my slit slowly. “You let someone else lick this?” His thumb circled my clit. “Did he make you come?” “No,” I moaned. “Only you do.”

getting started. I was excited having just watched the videos of Richard submitting to Lucas. Richard's first time sucking on a d*ck and letting a man take his virgin a*s. Lucas commanding Richard to call his wife and tell her they were through and that he was Lucas's slave. My c*ck was rock hard at the thought of Richard's submission and how I too now did Lucas's bidding. Lucas had made me strip naked at the door and he kept Richard that way at all times so he was always ready for a quick feel or to put on a show for him at his beckon call. After viewing the hot videos, Lucas instructed us both to head to the bedroom and wait on him. We padded down the hall, our erections pointing the way.

He just had that fantasy of breaking me into pieces because he believed that he owned me one way or the other. Now I made a mistake of allowing him to have access to my body and I was sure that he would not stop there. He was going to make it a routine and I didn't think I could keep up with any of that because then it would mean that I was also agreeing to become his sex slave.

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

I gasped out, trying hard to catch my breath as my fingers slipped deeper inside me. I pictured him grabbing me by the neck, dragging me back against his chest and snarling into my ear “Mine. You’re my sex slave.” The thought made my pussy gush out, it made my thighs tremble uncontrollably. My clit throbbed under my thumb as I cried hard, finding it impossible to keep quiet. Then I imagined his cock slamming into me so hard the bed would shake. His weight would be pinning me down as his hips pounded into mine. Every thrust would be going deep into my bones. Every time his waist hit mine I’d be sinking into heaven.

“Yes, I'm ready." Alejandro opened the door and gestured that I should enter first so I did. The room was dark until he turned the lights on. What was inside the room that made my jaw drop? It is filled with sex toys, whips, and some devices that I don't know. As in there are a lot. “I am a dominant, Chloe and you are here to be my slave."

He thrust them hard and fast, stirring the cum already inside me into a wet, filthy mess. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes, please… yes… oh my God!” I cried out, voice cracking as his fingers pounded into me. The wet squelching sounds were obscene, loud enough for anyone to hear. “Oh my God… please… yes…” I moaned louder, completely shameless now, rocking my hips back onto his hand like a desperate whore who couldn’t get enough. “Don’t stop — fuck me harder with those fingers!” “You like that, don’t you?” Kade groaned, slamming his fingers even deeper, curling them brutally. “The way my fingers wreck this cum-filled pussy? You love being a filthy little cumdump for strangers, don’t you, Gina?”